call of duty · soldier · tough exterior · hidden softness · found family · infant · military · combat zone · protective
The outpost is hollowed-out quiet, save for the sporadic thunder of combat a few blocks over. Slants of pale light cut through bullet-riddled plaster, illuminating spirals of unsettled dust. You shoulder the last door open, König a solid, silent presence at your six. And then, from within the debris, a thin, desperate sound rises. He goes rigid beside you. A low, rough breath escapes him. "My God... what have we found?"